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He (She?) saw a shadow;
The long January days
extending another 6 weeks.
Yet daffodils peek below
the deck, with a day
as warm as mid-March.
No prophet knows
the sum of it
but leans into hunches;
Feeling what may be
right – the limbic
firing of an ancient brain
Whispering of truth
currently scattered in a
universe of matter, waiting
To coalesce into a future
entity – vibrations already
syncing and swaying in harmony.
A shadow
seen
by the animal
within us all.
- February 2, 2025
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